There’s a factor left unmentioned in my last post about three tragic lives: GRACE! I wanted to dedicate a whole post to it.
I sometimes wonder if the foundation of respect within the Spirit’s kindness isn’t the key to being able to pour God’s love on a stranger in an instant.
I know the gift that is loving someone, yet I have been a miser when it comes to letting someone love me. I've denied that gift to others.
I’ve been so fixated on the completion of an assignment that I’ve made that the focus, my sole purpose. I took the responsibility and made a law of it.
I have discovered a secret in the heart of God. This hidden motive lies behind the consequences that result from my choices, both good and bad.
Because of free will, we can refuse the lavish outpouring of Love and grace, even though it’s the very thing we most desperately need.
I have touched insanity a few times in my life, and each time it was because I believed the lie that there were no consequences for my choices.
I am desperate for God's forgiveness and cleansing, but His condition stands. I must forgive.
Because of a child, my illusions about my old “self” are dead. It took me a long time to find out how to change, but I never forgot how much I need God!
Beauty and Buddy are part of my salvation story, because they were part of how the Lord broke open my heart and gave me eyes to see a life beyond my own.
I only have one story, and so do you. Until we’ve made peace with our story, we’re either a walking time bomb or a master of lies.
Before the many, many martyred Christians in history were martyred, I think they were living martyrs.